✅ French Le chiffre qui abrutit ✅ English The Number that Dulls the Mind
✅ English đ The Number That Dulls the Living I have always had an instinctive mistrust of numbers. They promise logic, but at the cost of a disconnection from the real. Being “good at maths” was supposed to mean something – yet among the “math people” I have met, I have never seen a clarity of goodness. Logic, yes. But nothing that illuminates presence, feeling, emotion, illness, healing. Nothing that illuminates life. A friend once worried that her daughter “didn’t see numbers.” Medicine even gave her a pathology for it: dyscalculia. A wound to love – of self or of another – in the name of functional convention. I understood that child. Numbers have always seemed poor to me, commercial, disrespectful. Then I heard Sven Kull, speaking with @anneke.lucas recount that in the organisation of torture where he found himself as a child, the first reduction imposed on him was to become a number. A number instead of a being. As if human history had never ceased to devalue the...